For the last 3 months or so, I've gotten OUT of bed every single damn day before 6:30AM. Why? Because I can only lay there for 1/2 hour before I get so steamed I have no other choice but to get up and watch news, or something else equally disturbing. I can stay up until 3Am and still I wake up at 6... I can go to bed at 9PM and my lovely internal clock sounds off right at 6AM. I DON'T WORK... I DON'T HAVE TO GET UP.... Shit, I didn't get up at 6 when I did go to work!
Is there something important I should be doing at 6AM?
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are we not just the sweetiest little thangs!
I remember when we were in third grade
Didn’t we always laugh?
Swinging double
Getting in trouble
Climbing trees
Skinning our knees
Chocolate long johns, digging for treasure, and Morris code
Wasn’t it great to be eight years old?
I remember when we were in middle school
Didn’t we do such crazy things?
Racing the train
Playing in the rain
Cartwheels all the way to school
We were so cool
Frances and Robbie, changes, anger, and pain
Everything to lose and nothing to gain?
I remember when we were seniors
Didn’t we have any fear at all?
Behind the bandroom during lunch
Hangin’ with the crazy bunch
Poetry class
Full of sass
Shauntee, Journey, Mr. Coleman, and the bathroom trick
Why did we have to grow up so damn quick?
I remember the good times and the bad
Has it really been over 30 years we share?
My oldest and dearest friend
My love to you I do send
No greater friendship can be found
Our minds, our hearts, and our souls are bound
And that I’m trying so hard to say
I’m thankful the Lord sent you my way.
Can I touch you? Are you out of touch? Can I take you out for awhile? Can I bring you into the light? Come on, hold me tight... Are you afraid of the Dangerous Types?
Brat & Critter
are we not just the sweetiest little thangs!
This is us...
Our favorite places to wander around
- Abandoned
- Bug-Lambchop-David or come up with your own!
- Channeled Paintings & Art in Nature
- Chocolate&Peanut center Hard Sweet shell on the OUTSIDE
- CircusLife
- Clarise - The Other bestest Friend in the World
- Eclectic
- Eddies
- Green Lib
- Greenery in Baghdad
- I give a RatsAss about Susie
- Ink Spots
- Jb3LL3
- Live from Iraq
- Lushy
- Pud
- Pure Light
- Random tantrums
- Seeing Earth (w/2 dollar bill eyes)
- Shawns
- Site Feed
- SoozieQ
- StevenNovak
- Swampy Things
- YPS!
- ~d
My Friend, I remember…
Didn’t we always laugh?
Swinging double
Getting in trouble
Climbing trees
Skinning our knees
Chocolate long johns, digging for treasure, and Morris code
Wasn’t it great to be eight years old?
I remember when we were in middle school
Didn’t we do such crazy things?
Racing the train
Playing in the rain
Cartwheels all the way to school
We were so cool
Frances and Robbie, changes, anger, and pain
Everything to lose and nothing to gain?
I remember when we were seniors
Didn’t we have any fear at all?
Behind the bandroom during lunch
Hangin’ with the crazy bunch
Poetry class
Full of sass
Shauntee, Journey, Mr. Coleman, and the bathroom trick
Why did we have to grow up so damn quick?
I remember the good times and the bad
Has it really been over 30 years we share?
My oldest and dearest friend
My love to you I do send
No greater friendship can be found
Our minds, our hearts, and our souls are bound
And that I’m trying so hard to say
I’m thankful the Lord sent you my way.
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